My DNA quandary has led me to read books and watch TV shows that never would have caught my attention otherwise.
TV. Really. I can take it or leave it. I usually leave it. I almost always regret whatever time I've spent watching TV. It rots the brain, you know. I have enough issues in that department.
On the up side, I've just finished an excellent book entitled The Stranger in my Genes. It was a short but powerful read by Bill Griffeth, the financial wizard who leads us through the finance news each day at 3pm on CNBC just before the closing bell.
Who knew he was an amateur genealogist?
AND who knew he experienced a great DNA surprise similar to mine? Bill discovered his dad wasn't his dad. He explains the emotions and process a thousand times better than I ever could.
Bill drives home the point that if you must have your DNA analyzed, you should be prepared for the results, whatever they may be. DNA is science. It's real. It does not lie or tell stories. It doesn't care if it turns your world upside down.
Have a read. Especially before mailing off your DNA test.
When I was about 10 years old, my father and I sat at the kitchen table and drew a family chart with a chewed and nubby old #2 pencil and a sheet of notebook paper. I still have that paper, yellowed and creased. It was the start of a life long hobby and one of the greatest gifts my father gave me. I study the Allen family of Wake County, NC, the Davis family of Granville County, NC, the Stancil and Johnson families of Johnston County, NC and all their collateral lines.
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